1. "nineteen". Part 1
  2. "nineteen". Part 2
  3. "nineteen". Part 3
  4. "nineteen". Part 4
  5. "nineteen". Part 5
  6. "nineteen". Part 6
  7. "nineteen". Part 7
  8. "nineteen". Part 8
  9. "nineteen". Part 9
  10. "nineteen". Part 10
  11. "nineteen". Part 11: Final

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the secret corner of her mouth. Finally they parted their lips.
- My friends told me that the sweetest women are here, they were right.
- Do not praise the dish, not having tasted it yet, - the girl once again clung to him with a short kiss, - My abilities go much further than usual caresses.

- True, - Victor sat up, leaning on his elbows, - What do you know how special?
The nineteenth smiled mischievously, the challenge was accepted.

“Lie on your back and do not move,” the girl gently pushed him into the chest.

Victor immediately took the right position, looking at the girl with curiosity. Nineteenth, in turn, made sure that his cock was firm, and her bosom was already wet and ready to accept this weapon, spread her legs and gently let him in herself. At this all the movements ended, the girl was sitting on Victor and his cock motionless, looking into his eyes and not stop smiling.

- And th ... Ooh, - the man could not finish, - it is alive.

The girl chuckled from such a phrase.

“Dexterity of the vagina and no fraud,” she returned the joke.

The girl was massaging his dick with her muscles, outwardly remaining motionless, and the man really liked it. Victor began to breathe deeper, all trying to start a movement, apparently the brain could not perceive the extraordinary situation. Nineteenth began to stroke his hands on his chest, trying to make him not move, and at the same time began to massage his penis more strongly. Then he, wanting to do at least something, began to knead her breasts in his palms. Now the slave breathed intermittently, the nineteenth bent down as best she could, to make it easier for a man to give her such pleasure. She began to moan slightly and Victor redoubled his efforts. He crushed her hemispheres, pinched and pulled off her nipples, rolling them between his fingers. Nineteenth just went crazy with pleasure, all the more intense massaging the phallus inside himself, the man, sensing this, strengthened his efforts. They circled in this cycle of passion, lust and pleasure, plunging deeper and deeper into it, until finally the climax came. Victor shook and a dull, bestial roar burst from his chest. From such a manifestation of the primitive essence, the lust of the nineteenth broke out with some kind of new sharpness. She had just leaned her hands on Victor's chest and moved her pelvis with all possible speed. The result arose immediately, the girl with a deep sigh, twitched and fell on the chest of her man. Slave felt like from her pussy oozing sperm, and her limbs do not want to obey her. What a nice feeling.

They simply lay, enjoying each other and experienced feelings. He stroked her back, buttocks, and she stroked his cheek with a scar.

“A shard,” he took her hand in his and put it tightly to the place of the injury, “flew past his face, remained alive by a miracle.”
“It's terrible,” she began kissing his chest, “it must have been hard.”
- It was, - the man nodded, - but this is part of the work, I knew where I was going.
“I understand you,” she nodded.
Victor glanced at the girl, apparently something in her eyes caused her eyebrows to move.

- Do you understand?
- Of course, not completely, you are a man, I am a woman, we are not the same. But if we draw parallels, then we have more in common than one might think, ”the slave looked into his eyes,“ you train every day, gaining skills, honing them to perfection, you are limited in your movements and your instructor will be severely punished for showing weakness or laziness. You don't always like what you do, but you have to follow orders. And in the end, sometimes it seems to you that this is your vocation, ”she finished.

- With a vocation, how did you guess?
- No, I described myself, - smiled the nineteenth

The man looked at the woman in front of him with a completely different look. As if he found a soul mate.

“It’s amazing how much a killer and a whore have in common.”

They continued to lie, enjoying the tenderness of each other, as the girl broke the idyll.

- I know an incredible number of ways to bring you pleasure, I cook well, learn to keep up the conversation and be interesting not only in bed, but I also know almost three dozen dances.

“What are you with,” Victor lifted his head.

- I want you to have this meeting was special, - the girl got out of bed, - I will give you a dance. Only to you alone.

Nineteenth went to the panel, looking for the right song.

- This song is almost a hundred years old, it just fits and no one will choose it anymore.

Nineteenth stood in the right position, listening to the introduction, she covered her eyelids, adjusting to the desired mood.

Is it right or wrong

Try to find a place

We can all belong?

Beginning to be heard from the speakers and the girl spun in a seductive dance. She moved smoothly and gently, showing all of herself to this man, her man. All innermost parts of your body, all bends, all of yourself. And she liked it, liked that Victor was looking at her and liked what he wanted her.
The girl lay gently on her stomach, turned slightly, looking at him, then put her foot to the side and drew a huge circle in the air, reaching out to her face with her toe, simultaneously turning over onto her back with this movement. Having completed the circle, she set her foot on the floor, leaving it half bent. And, lustfully looking at Victor, she opened the other, inviting him.
I did not have to wait, the man leaned on her, the slave felt the pleasant weight of the male body, and inside her, his hot cock.

Let's come together right now,
Oh yeah, in sweet harmony.

Reached their ears when they moved in ecstasy, enjoying each other.

“I will also give you a present,” Victor approached her so closely that he whispered in his ear, “I will give you a name.”
“What ?,” the girl did not immediately realize what he was talking about through the veil of lust.

- Alina, - he whispered in his ear, - I will call you Alina.
“I like it,” she could only squeeze out of herself.
- Alina, you are just lovely, - Victor moved inside her and covered her face with kisses.
- “Alina, you fell in love” - the slave thought to herself, tears rolled down her cheeks.

7 comments
  • September 7, 2018 2:10

    Well, as if such a ... on the one hand, the beginning has come, the conversation of the master and the slave is a test. And the transponder is not very, there are no peppercorns (

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  • September 7, 2018 12:47

    The format of the text is as follows. But in any case, thanks for the criticism.

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  • September 7, 2018 10:33

    Oh, and 19 problems that will not fall in love?

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  • September 7, 2018 12:43

    Would you like to be?

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  • September 7, 2018 13:21

    I understand the touching moment of the moment and the author's love for the name Alina, but the nineteenth was presented with the name Donna, and all this is a prequel to Shoot “em up with Clive Owen and Monica Bellucci))
    Good tale turned out. Beautiful Next - it will be too much, to comfort jitters

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  • September 7, 2018 13:27

    I once watched a movie a long time ago, but apparently too long ago, because I didn’t catch the connection)

    And everything seems to understand.

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  • September 7, 2018 14:34

    Glad

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